Adding to this, finding/reconnecting with something that you love to do works wonders. For me, I found music, the joy of preforming and writing is incredible. Maybe art is something you love, it could be cooking, it could be skiing- whatever you can find to love it will make every day brighter. The hard part is finding that thing, but because your the person who knows you best, your the best person to find what you love.
So basically: “Enjoying things is actually an existentially crushing existence.”
The worst part is that this really isn’t relevant to Kant’s Categorical Imperative, even if the second imperative is “Act in such a way that you treat humanity, whether in your own person or in the person of any other, never merely as a means to an end, but always at the same time as an end.” Cutting out a few steps, we have an imperfect duty to cultivate ourselves and our talents, but there is no blame in failing to do so.
Unless they were aiming for a joke where they ruin a sunny little post by taking things way too seriously. I’ve seen others that landed, both funny in the contrast and existentially devastating in the content, but this one just isn’t there.
Pfffft, someone is projecting. For all he knows, this person ran a marathon the day before and can afford the caloric binge, as sugary a cereal as that is.
Honestly sounds like they have to tell themselves that they are better off now than when their life were like that but they don’t quite believe it themselves.
I mean that was a long (timewise and wordcount) reaction to a post in the internet, and entirely unprovoked.
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